The warmth that had enveloped us a second ago had turned to ice and snow in an instant.
Qi Yue was stunned by Zhao Xiyan's sudden change of expression!
If it weren't for the fact that he was overthinking, Qi Yue would have wanted to rip his ears off.
"Zhao Xiyan, which ear of yours heard me say I was leaving?!"
Zhao Xiyan remained as cold as ever, but his hand on her waist hadn't loosened in the slightest.
"Do I even need to say it? If you didn't leave, we would naturally stay together every day."
Qi Yue's lips twitched.
"I really didn't mean that. Let go of me a bit, and I'll explain slowly."
"No," Zhao Xiyan frowned and looked at her with eyes full of dread, as if she would vanish any second.
Qi Yue was caught between laughter and tears.
With a thought, they were instantly inside the space.
"Now, you should feel relieved!" she said with a laugh, looking at the proud yet awkward man before her.
"Let go a bit; I really have something to tell you."
